Memes & Prompts

Black

I waited until my packing was *somewhat* complete before I turned on my laptop to write, but then the damn thing told me it has a “major” update. I told it to update overnight last night, but I guess it only did part of it, because it’s been installing updates now for 30 minutes and it’s only at 4%. It’s also telling me, “this WILL take awhile,” (emphasis mine), but that’s telling, as it usually says this “may” take awhile, and then takes forever. It may not be done until I get back from San Diego next week. But perhaps making me wait to write is for the best. My mood was black and who knows what vitriol I would have spewed forth on these pages if I’d sat down to write then. For now my ire is contained, and besides, it’s hard as fuck to write eloquently or forRead more …

Dear Younger Me…

Today is a better day. I woke up eager to write, in fact so much so that I left V’s house early so I could come in early to work to do so. I’d forgotten how much I like to be in the office before anyone else. Our hallway is dark, their offices too, this side of the building is quiet. It’s not that different when they are here, to be truthful, but without the extra bodies it’s just…peaceful. Oh, ha, I know why it feels good: it reminds me of working from home. It reminds me of getting up in the morning just at dawn in the Treehouse. I miss it there, sometimes. How colorful it was, how peaceful up there in the trees. I don’t miss not being able to walk everywhere; not having a wonderful park right in my neighborhood and the Botanical Gardens practically next door;Read more …

And another challenge

Jun 4, 2018 | Posted by in Being Poly, Every Damn Day in June | 0

This time, my own – the challenge I feel to write when I feel like I do right now. I don’t like to write here when I feel like everything is shit. When I’m down, when it feels like nothing will work out right, I don’t want to pollute this space. Also, I am very aware that words I write here are not private. I always have to censor myself to a degree. And frankly, it’s hard to do when I feel like this. I have, in fact, written this post 3 or 4 times and deleted how and why I am feeling the way I am. But it’s Every Damn Day, so here I am. There was retail therapy this afternoon. I know, not a good way to deal with emotional distress. But I got some adorable dresses out of it. Of course it will cause more angst when theRead more …

Unexpected

Every damn day, right? I think I have more “profound” thoughts first thing in the AM, but my morning was spent making breakfast for V, getting a little whacking-at-my-request from him, and then seeing him off while I went outside to work in the yard before it got too hot. That was five hours and four garbage bins full of weeds ago. The backyard looks neater, if not green, because it’s never really had grass growing in it. But we have tiger lilies and I planted hostas, and now I have a raised bed full of vegetables that are actually growing. Like CRAZY. So I’m happy with my day’s labor. If a bit sore. Adam just got here with soaker hoses, a splitter and a timer, too, to automate the watering process. And now we are looking at sod for a small, square piece of the yard. I’m not aRead more …

More Challenges

Of the good kind, this time! I stumbled across this post by Kayla Lords (ok it wasn’t a stumble, it was in my inbox, but I’ve been too busy to give my email more than a cursory glance this past week) and I said, “Aha! Just what I need! Another challenge…” “Every Damn Day in June” is a 30-day writing challenge created by the talented and voluptuous Hyacinth over at A Dissolute Life Means… If you don’t read her, you really should be. In short, she is challenging herself to write, as the name implies, every day in June, and she has invited the rest of us to join in. It doesn’t have to be novel-worthy, deep or a certain number of words – you just have to WRITE SOMETHING. So what the heck. I could use a little kick in the ass to get me motivated to get upRead more …

And finally, Z

May 24, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge, Everyday Jade | 1

I know, I know, it’s been so long that ya’ll forgot I was still doing the alphabet. Sorry about that. Had a little technical difficulty with the photo upload. BUT! Here they are, at last, and here we are, at last, at the letter Z. Z is for Zion Zion National Park, that is. This park has been on my bucket list for as long as I can remember, I think since I lived in Salt Lake City, when my eldest was a toddler. I never got to go (got back together with his father and so of course my whole life fell apart again, but that’s an old, boring tale.) This tale has a lot more going for it. I am so sad we only had one day there, but eternally grateful that Adam knows me so damn well that he single-handedly made this little side jaunt from VegasRead more …

Moving along in the alphabet…

Sooo…I got as far as “U” before life intervened again and blogging fell by the wayside. I had actually written words up to “X” but just couldn’t find the time to edit images to go with them and actually get them posted. By now they feel outdated. So, maybe I will just do a wrap-up and leave it at that… But seriously. This has been my life: 7 am – wake 8 – 5 am – work 6 – whenever – work on O & E’s house 9 or 10 pm – home to bed This is the first evening I took off to do the things I need to do: plant my garden, spend time with Adam, think about something other than tasks and projects at O & E’s. It’s weird being this involved in the renovation, sale and purchase of homes that aren’t mine…that have been made veryRead more …

S, T, U…

OMG I have been running non-stop since the Thursday before last. The last update I made, as I sat poolside in Vegas, may have been the last moment I had to just sit and contemplate things until now, and even now I am sneaking in this writing while I am at work. So yeah, the #AtoZBloggingChallenge fell by the wayside — though I kept up (more or less) with my daily orgasms, which effort may be chronicled here in future if I ever get time to do so. BUT…since I still have one day left in April, I thought I’d try to fill in the alphabet gaps between the letter R and the letter Z in one extended blog post. Just because. Author’s note: I only got through to U before I had to take a break. Sooo…there will be more to come, because I’m stubborn like that! S isRead more …

R is for Ride

I know, I know, I missed my #AtoZBloggingChallenge post yesterday. I also missed my #30DayOrgasmFun post (and the doing of.) AND I missed some other things that I do daily for V. All of which have engendered consequences. BUT… I have a good excuse! I am here in Las Vegas in a houseful of people. My dear friend Busty McGee is getting married, and we are having a week-long party. So yesterday was spent ferrying people and things back and forth to get ready for the reception (we’re the only ones that rented a car. It was a deliberate decision: I knew that there was going to be a need for someone to have a vehicle, and also Ad and I have three days here on our own, during which we are going to Death Valley, Red Rocks and Zion National Park. So a car was a necessity.) Anyway… Vegas isRead more …

Q is for Quarterflash

Anyone remember the song “Harden My Heart” by Quarterflash? https://youtu.be/Aqd61YG-P10Damn but it’s a great song. I thought so then, and I still do. I like songs of women standing up to asshole men. Walking away when they aren’t treated right. I haven’t known very many of that kind of man, actually. I’ve been blessed with a surfeit of good men in my life, even my exes, except for one: my first husband. And yet I was wild about that man(child). Crazy in love with him, and he with me, except when he was drinking hard alcohol. Then he was obsessed with me, insanely jealous, and I was afraid of him. I don’t think of him often, but that song was playing in some bar or restaurant the other night and for just those few moments I was transported back in time – jesus, more than thirty years ago. I wasRead more …